With my trembling hands laced with an unfathomable warmth from my heart, I slowly held the microphone while hopeful eyes were focused on me, waiting for my next move. I heaved a deep sigh before I began telling the most passionate poetry that I ever wrote, throughout my existence. My vision lingered on the mural of a local vendor in my hometown and it somehow felt nostalgic because every fragment of the memories that I spent inside the market when I was young suddenly flashed